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AVA'S POV
I heard something that I wished I never heard.
I never imagined that he'll ever say something like this.
MR. AARON JAMES SMITH LIKES ME!
I looked in his eyes, staring right at me. I knew what he was thinking. He was probably thinking whether or not I heard him or not.
I heard him! Yes, I certainly did.
But the girl who he literally hated. Who just spilled coffee on him.
He likes that girl! He bloody likes her!
HOW CAN HE?
That's insane.
Calm down, Ava. So what. Just act normal.
I decided to act normal.
"You called me, Sir?"
He was really uncomfortable in his seat. He was afraid. Afraid that I might've heard him.
Jordan smikred like he usually do and got up saying, "Enjoy."
What does that mean?
"I..." he was really uncomfortable, looking down, making no eye contact.
Oh, so even liking me is so embarassing! Ugh!
"What," I said a little rudely, bringing him to reality. He looked straight at me, not angrily, but surprised by my tone. I added politely, "I mean why did you call me, Sir."
"Oh, yes I wanted to ask you about that file."
"That?" I frowned.
That's a very lame excuse, Sir.
Really lame.
You should learn making excuses from me. I'm a pro!
"Did you hear something before you came to this table." He asked, more like spitted out the question that was consistently bothering him.
I rolled my eyes, making sure he doesn't see me rolling. "No." I simply replied.
He sighed. He was about to say something when I heard a bang on the table me and Britney were sitting on.
Both, me and Sir, diverted our attention to that table.
Britney had stood up angrily. She was fumed. I probably think Jordan did that. He probably had said something vulgar.
I ran up to Britney. But she wasn't stopping.
Why is she running?
We reached the parking lot.
"Brit, don't take his words seriosuly. Jordan's a douche." I cried from behind still following her.
She stopped and looked at me. Her eyes filled with tears.
She was looking... really sad.
There was a moment of silence.
"It's not Jordan." she hissed. "It's you who I have a problem with."
"What?" I was confused.
Me? Why?
I tired to hug her.
She pushed me away.
"Yes! You!"
"Please, tell me what's wrong. What did I do?" I really had no clue.
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Romantikk"Come back, Ava. Why did you leave me?" He said looking deep into my eyes. "After what you did, no one can come back to you!" I shook my arm forcefully, freeing myself off of his hold. I kept standing there facing him. I once again looked straight i...
